I Hate You...I Think by Anna Davis Read Free Book Online

come up in a draw, but Oliver's been training more," Jake informed me as Eien and Logan took the ring. They were just about equal. No matter what Eien did Logan blocked it and Eien did the same to Logan. They really didn't get anywhere.
                  Oliver pushed me and Jake over and took the spot next to me.
                  "So is she coming to the tournament this weekend? Jet asked. I shook my head furiously.
                  "I don't want to go," I told Oliver flatly.
                  He looked down at me. "Why not?" He asked his face emotionless.
                  "One I don't want to see anyone get hurt and two, I don't want to see that weirdo Jason. He creeps me out."
                  Oliver gave me an all knowing look. "You’re right he is a freak. I don't want him near you."
                  He doesn't want him near me? What does that mean? I felt butterflies in my stomach. I mentally slapped myself. I'm sure there's no meaning to it. Yeah, it just means something else.
                  "Well, we're all going to be there. He won't have a chance to get near her. She should come and watch," Jake told Oliver. Completely ignoring the fact that I said I didn't want to go.
                  Oliver shook his head. "It's better if she don't."
                  "But...” Jake started.
                  "Ever, why don't I take you home," Oliver said cutting Jake off. Jake gave a pouting face.
                  I laughed and shook my head. He looked like a little kid.
                  "Well, I guess we'll see you later, Ever," Jake told me still peeved.
                  I messed up his hair. "You’re just like a kid," I laughed. That just made him sulk more, but I could see he was trying not to smile. Oliver was heading for the stairs.
                  "See you later, then," I told him.
                  "Bye, Ever," Jet and Tyler told me.
                  "See you later munchkin," Logan called to me.
                  "I am not a munchkin," I scowled at him. He just grinned.
                  "Thanks for dinner," Alex smiled. Eien said nothing. Jerk face, I thought glaring at the back of his head.
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
                  It was awkward being alone with Oliver in his little black car. Neither one of us spoke as he pulled out of the driveway. I was staring out the front window clutching my purse to my stomach.
                  "Damn, I need gas," he muttered. I glanced over and saw he was almost on empty.
                  "Mind if we stop?"
                  "Err...no," I told him. Why did he ask? It's not like I could honestly stop him from getting gas.
                  "Where do you live anyways?" He asked not taking his eyes off the road.
                  "Ridge Creek Apartments," I told him.
                  "You live with your parents?"
                  I stared curiously at him a moment. "Umm...no."
                  "How do you pay for your college and apartment?"
                  I frowned. What's with all the questions? Why is he prying?
                  "Umm...well my dad had a trust fund for me. It opened for me when I turned eighteen," I explained looking out the window, while fiddling with my fingers. I don't like talking about my family. My mom is a raging alcoholic and my dad is...dead.
                  Oliver nodded, but didn't say anything further. We pulled up to the gas station and Oliver started to get out.
                  "You want a drink?" He asked popping his head back in the car.
                  "I don't have any money on me," I told him shaking my head.
                  "I'm buying," he